[ He sounds certain it would have been worse, and she understands his thinking. It certainly would have been violent... but she suspects it would have resolved much quicker, and much differently. In the end, she's not sure that's worse? Or better. It's one of those things they might never know.

...Unless of course, there's an alternate universe out there where something different happened, but that's clearly just a sign she's been listening to too many of their crackpot theories on time travel and dimensions lately.

She listens to him talk about Ross - and bring up the very rare mention of Betty. She knows about that - she'd been closer than Bruce realized for some of that - but she gives his hand a squeeze anyway, knowing it must be painful to let himself think back to those days. Of what he'd had, and lost. ]

She clearly had very good taste.

[ Letting him change the subject again, she frowns a little as she listens to how the current team lineup has fallen out and silently agrees with him. ]

None of us are at our best when we isolate ourselves. Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on him. [ A pause, before she shoots him a crooked grin and a faintly teasing look, holding his gaze again. ] Not just him.

And for what it's worth? I'm glad I'm here, too.

[ ...For a lot of reasons of her own. ]